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There’s Light be Delight

By Ebiere Godspower

My name is Ebi, and I was born and raised in the Niger Delta. My mother was just a teenager when she had me, and my father died in a violent clash between rival gangs when I was a baby. So my mother has raised me all by herself, and it hasn’t been easy.


Poverty is rampant in the Niger Delta, and we’ve always struggled to make ends meet. We live in a small, cramped house on the outskirts of a bustling town, where electricity is scarce and water is often contaminated. My mother works long hours as a fishmonger, trudging through the muddy banks of the river every day to catch fish to sell at the market. It’s a hard and thankless job, but she does it with unwavering determination, always striving to provide for me.


As I’ve grown older, I’ve come to understand the harsh realities of life in the Niger Delta. I’ve seen the violence and poverty that surround me, and it makes me feel helpless. I long for a better life for myself and my mother, but it seems like an impossible dream.


One day, my worst fears were realized. My mother fell ill, struck down by a mysterious sickness that left her weak and bedridden. I was beside myself with worry, not knowing what to do. With no money to pay for medicine or a doctor, I felt helpless and alone.


But I refused to give up. I drew on the strength and resilience that my mother had instilled in me, and set out on a mission to save her. I scoured the town, searching for anyone who could help, and finally came across a kind-hearted nurse who took pity on me.


With the nurse’s help, I was able to get my mother the medicine she needed to recover. And in that moment, I realized something profound: that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope. That with love, determination, and a willingness to fight, anything is possible.


From that day forward, my life was transformed. I became a beacon of hope in my community, spreading the message that no matter how hard life gets, there is always a way forward. And as I looked back on my journey, I knew that I owed everything to my mother, the woman who had raised me with such love and dedication.


The poverty and violence of the Niger Delta are still very real, but I know that with my mother by my side, I can face anything. And as I look up at the sky, I feel a sense of peace and contentment, knowing that I am exactly where I am meant to be.


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